Multi racial sex, love and relationships

A Crowded Night: My Life As An Escort

As an escort, it is usually my joy when my clients are happy. I will go out of my way to ensure that the customer is satisfied, be it a man or a woman. It is not uncommon to meet clients who have weird demands. Some have emotional distress, and sex is one way of relieving their pain. Others have ego issues, and thus they find sex a good place to relay what they feel. Others have weird sexual desires that they cannot try on their wives or girlfriends thus they try them with escorts. I have met many of these, but one left me dumbfounded.

It was a typical evening that I had to go to work. I love dressing up, so I did the same on this particular day. I put on my six-inch boot, a sexy short and a transparent top that did not leave any imagination. A client had already booked me. We had agreed to do “our thing” at a hotel down the street, where he had already booked a room. During our prior chats, he had mentioned that he’s a big BDSM fun. So, I was ready for some “jail time” and “slavery.”

“I am already here,” I called when I got to the hotel. “Come to room 202,” was his reply. As I walked up the stairs, I couldn’t help but imagine how I would show him what I am made of. Little did I know what awaited me? On reaching the door, I knocked, and he did open the door. He was taller than I had imagined but still okay. I was surprised to see a crowd of other escorts in there. They were about ten. This was absurd since I was only used to the one man one lady thing. All the same, I did not complain. I was here to do my job which I believed I would.

He tied our hands and told us to lie on our backs and play dead. “Nobody should dare move, or I will disqualify you from this,” our client commanded. This meant I would lose a lot of money, so I chose to obey. Then, he started pinching each of our nipples, one at a time. You wouldn’t flinch due to the order, so we all lay calm. Next, he whacked us using riding crops. Now, remember you were not allowed to gasp, grim, or flinch.

Next, he came with a monster dildo which he would insert into the pussy, one at a time, and fuck you like that was the last thing he was going to do. Again, you were not allowed to move. So, he tortured us with the sweet dildo for about an hour before he untied us.

Things were getting hotter I say! He asked us to couple up and start wrist fucking. Considering the cash, he was paying me; I knew I had to do it. So, we all coupled up and had a lesbian time for a while. Funny enough, he would just walk around while we did it as if he didn’t feel a thing.

After doing this for about two and half hours, he let us dress, paid our dues and left. I am yet to meet another client who enjoys such play again! Totally weird, but another satisfied customer all the same.